I had never heard that the Gu family would check the weather before. Uncle Zhang didn't believe it: "It's too early, stay a few more days."
But Aunt Zhang was convinced: "Since the Gu family said it, it must be right, accept it!"
The two families worked hard to handle this matter. Mu Yunhan asked Mu Ying and Hei Gou to look after the house, and drove Mu An to work in the fields. She and Mrs. Mu Er cooked with the Zhang family.
Mrs. Mu Er was frail and sick, and she was a foreigner. When Mu Er was alive, she would never leave the house.
After Mu Er died, she was too sick to get out of bed, so she relied on Mu Yunhan to take care of her outside.
Therefore, many people were not familiar with her. It was only after Mu Yunhan was reborn that she gradually got in touch with her neighbors.
It was the first time we had ever worked and joked together.
The Zhang family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are both cheerful people, and the gloom in Mrs. Mu's eyebrows has faded a lot.
Mu Yunhan pursed his lips and smiled, "This is great."
After occupying the drying area, she told a few people with whom she usually had good relations, and made a special trip to Mu Qiusheng's house: "Second uncle, Grandma Gu's family said that it will be rainy in the next few days, so it's better to harvest earlier."
Mu Qiusheng is the patriarch of the Mu family in Shoushan Town, so this favor must be done well.
Mu Yunhan was originally worried that Mu Qiusheng would not be able to speak well, so she would have to waste more words.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qiusheng only hesitated for a moment before making a decision: "Yes!"
A sturdy young man poked his head in front of the door, looked at Mu Yunhan with a ghostly smile: "Sister Han, are you leaving? I'll see you off!"
Mu Yunhan vaguely remembered that this was Mu Qiusheng's youngest son, so he smiled and said, "Tie Hammer is also at home."
Mu Tiechui followed her outside the courtyard gate and whispered in embarrassment: "Sister, can I learn to read with Mu An?"
Mu Yunhan looked at Mu Tiechui in surprise.
For some reason, most people in Shoushan Town have little interest in reading. It is really rare for Mu Tiechui to have this idea.
Mu Tiechui rubbed his hands and said: "My father has always been suppressed by Li Zheng, and I don't accept it!"
I was looking for a helper, and here I am. Mu Yunhan raised the corners of his lips: "It's a good thing to be ambitious, but you have to let me see your sincerity."
Mu Tiechui slapped his chest: "I will do whatever you ask me to do!"
Mu Yunhan whispered to Mu Tiechui: "You are like this..."
The weather has changed, and the news that wheat needs to be harvested in advance spread quickly throughout the town. Some people believe it, and some don't.
But when it comes to livelihood, it’s better to believe in something than something that doesn’t exist, so everyone was busy taking action.
Mu Er Niangzi reminded Mu Yunhan: "You are not doing this properly. You should tell Zhao Lizheng first and let him notify everyone to seize it. Otherwise, he will blame you for buying people's hearts, seizing the limelight, going against him, and hating us even more."
The Zhao family already hates them enough, but what more is needed?
Mu Yunhan did not say that he did it on purpose, but pretended to be annoyed: "I forgot! Now that I have said it out, what should I do?"
Madam Mu Er said: "There is no other way. Just remember it next time."
Mu Yunhan responded obediently, glanced at the tall jujube tree next door to the Zhao family, smiled sinisterly, and retaliated with retaliation.
If Zhao Lizheng had been broad-minded, he would not have suffered any losses. Unfortunately, this person is narrow-minded and will retaliate for his hatred, so he will suffer for himself.
Next door, Mrs. Zhao was also a little anxious: "Should we put it away too?"
His family has their own drying ground, so they don’t have to compete with the villagers. However, their family has the most land and the most food. It takes a while to harvest it. If it accidentally hits rainy weather, it will be tragic. (To be completed.)